The Name Is My Only Shelter

A Bhakti Story for the Days You Want to Quit I didn’t mean to drift away. It just happened. There was a time—maybe you’ve felt it too—when the beads flowed effortlessly through my fingers. Sixteen rounds.Daily.Steady.Sacred. But slowly, something shifted. At first, it was just one distracted round. Then two. Those days when the mala […]

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